Invasion of the Fishy

Blissful slumber.
Sleeping.
Sleeping comfortably.

A soft warm fuzziness
envelops
my senses.

Soothing sounds
as of a gentle motor
lull me to sleep.

The smell of the ocean
invades my nose.
Rotting fish!

My nose, exposed to the world,
receives
a short wet, rough lick!

"Wake up Daddy!
I want my breakfast,"
says the cat.